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Art blog and vent blog of Verdant Specter. NSFW may appear.

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I set Wesley’s birthday to be February 29 but it doesn’t fit with his age, I still keep it and it would be technically today? and since is a week day he’s back from work and is tired and at least he has this piece of cake waiting for him because he’s not going to cook XD

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search for the * points at the end of the description.

and after so many things stopping me from doing this, it’s on!

Fran’s Commissions are Open!

The payment is via Paypal invoice (for purchases in dollars) and via CuentaRut (for purchases in chilean pesos in case you’re chilean and doesn’t have paypal, and if you have paypal but it’s better this way).

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I finally got back into drawing a bit more, but just for a while, then i need to search for a job

and I played starbound again!

so here are some drawings of my character, Captain Franz Copper

a practice, trying to draw another novakid from my crew

and fanart of Kuiper and Beryll from @intergalactic-idiots

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Wes tends to forget about his own happiness, but as long as he can make others happy, he feels complete.

Rocky belongs to @chemsaway

Plot about why he said that quote, under the keep reading

Wesley was conditioned to make others happy, and there’s a lot of moments before his 20 where he felt like a failure because of that.

Since he’s the older twin and treated by his father as “the perfect one”, he was conditioned at first to make others happy, no matter what did he wanted. This was at first to prepare him to take over the familiar bussiness that his father wanted him to, since he thought Weslow was “the stained one”, excluding him from all this process and forcing Wesley to go through this whole thing alone.

During that time, his “comfort outlet” was Weslow, since he was the one taking him out of boring meetings and severe scolds.

This is another key thing. Weslow always thought Wesley’s comfort outlet was their mom since he always took him to her to make him feel better, but the real one was Weslow, because everytime he appeared Wesley knew he would be alright. He used to trust Weslow blindly.

‘Till this day Wes always remembers his little brother to tell him “do whatever makes you happy”, and till now it’s a real pain for him to think what makes him really happy because he’s already conditioned as “make others happy, so you can be happy”.

His father, his first girldfriend and a particular boyfriend makes him remember the bad side of this, and everytime someone he loves ask him “why do you care so much in making others happy?”, the words of his father saying “do it for your old dad, don’t you want to make me happy?”, the words of his ex-girlfriend “I thought you loved me” and the words of his ex-boyfriend “you won’t leave me, right?” get back louder in his head.

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THE FORGE is here and I still like the mime so I drew him in his warrior outfit

a friend also said that his hair looks like Rebel’s (even when I stopped calling him rebel, but by that nickname I know who is) and so I drew this one more like him

the other’s skins are awesome too, but I just know to draw Wes’ and Wilson’s, the rest I still don’t get them, some has beautiful details...

ah yes... I think he’s chest bared

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The misadventurous modern life of a dance teacher

A fic (I don’t know how to call it since is one of the AUs of King of Winter, but still a really different story and almost a different character, but still the same name and qualities) of the modern sad life of the dance teacher, Weston O’Kerdreux, who describes lifes as “a highway where the car slows down in the worst moments”

Part 1 under the Read more

Things got the bad habit of going fast like in a highway and slow down in the worst moments, passing by slowly to get that picture burnt into your head, to wake you up in the middle of the night, wet in cold sweat, that pain in the chest going up your throat, that picture in your mind, squeezing the eyelids to finally sob until falling asleep again.

Weston was tired, dizzy on his bed, his life had been taking so many turns he’s almost about to puke. It has been 5 years since the worst turn of events he could had pass through, life seemed normal, everyone with their eyes on him, expecting him to show his best, for the sake of their children, while him… he was broken inside.

Weston Hannibal O’Kerdreux is a teacher on his own little dancing school, a place that is just a big room with a restroom where only can go one person at the time, and thanks to the kids innocence, they come already dressed, ready to just get on the practice. He loved his job, it was his dream since he was 15, and with the little currency he had in the beginning, plus some extra Jobs, he managed to have a licence and rent a place. Now this wasn’t his place, but someday he would have his own academy.

He got up and walked slowly to the bathroom, ready to throw up wherever. His face pale, eyes red, a couple of teeny tiny holes over his lips, under those, and at each side of the nose bridge. Nothing new. The water was cold, ideal to wake him up, so he got into the shower before these could get warmer, hitting his skin like a cool piece of synthetic leather, now he was awake. Back at his room he got the clothes he was going to use, today at class and outside the building, placed the ones for school into a bag and left the rest to get dressed after the breakfast.

Breakfast used to be fresh bread, good coffee, a couple of eggs and maybe some fried ham, there was something on bacon or panceta that Weston didn’t like at all, and sometimes it could be pancakes. But this late years his stomach can barely hold a cup of instantaneous coffee and maybe a toast from a bread that has been on a shelf for maybe a week or two to be stored in a dusty cupboard for a whole month or till its expiration date. His life seemed as normal as the rest.

-So a watery coffee and a toast it is- he thought until he saw the clock and noticed how late he was probably his mind got blurry during the shower, but that didn’t matter, neither the toast. He got a White slice of bread and sunk it in the coffee to get both stuffs faster into his mouth, only to active the gag reflex as he ran to his room and dressed up as fast as he could.

There was 45 minutes left, if he wanted to get there in time he just needed 20, but he really needed some makeup. The holes of past piercings were still there at each side of the nose bridge, over hi slips and under them and kids were really curious about them the time he forgot to put on some make up on them, and the parents already gave him a glance. Carefully placing some patches over them, some makeup base and he was ready to go, still late, and he left the house.

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I DON’T KNOW??????

I kinda tried to draw wolfgang but idk!!!

i still don’t like wolfgang at all

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Ignoring whichever fashion choices, this are their regular clothes during the protectorate school time

also I noticed when generating a character, the novakids doesn’t have some protectorate t-shirt, so it like “ain’t gonna use any of yer fashion ‘cuz y’aint using any of my race”

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Overwatch oc

Doctor Weston Hannibal O’Kerdreux code name KOW/King of Winter

a cold blooded man that cares more about his research than innocent lifes

Here, with the sitting taunt

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outfits of Sean O’Kerdreux

is not like I made it in grey scales... his clothes are like that but yeah, i didn’t coloured his skin and hair

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so I forgot to save the clear one, but I think the sketch layer gives the touch

someone watched the latest of the overwatch shorts and thought on his despicable character doing despicable stuffs

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I DON’T KNOW HOW TO MAKE LIGHT!!! AND I SAW HOW A SHORT WITH THAT LIGHTNING WAS MADE AND I STILL DON’T FUCKING KNOW

Sean O’Kerdreux as a soft beach goth

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Franz the novakid that doesn’t remember where is he from

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the only one sketch that i liked of wes being a sad pole bean in love

rocky belongs to @chemsaway

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Wesley loves the boys, both of them in healthy ways... and he also care about his boss but that’s another story for another time drawing

Rocky and Yilson belongs to @chemsaway

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time to stop being a crying bitch for a while and post some art

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some steampunk troublemakers

now it would be like “and what is steampunk on them?”, and it’s too little, but they are in a steampunk au that I will explain another day :3